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Selvina was surprised when her detection spell detected no one out of the ordinary in the local area.  What - what was going on here?  Where was the ambush?  Did something happen on the other side of town that they weren't sure about?  Luna complained, but the magierprinz ignored it for the moment.  What in the blazes was this person doing then?

Of course, that train of thought was interrupted as the noblewoman heard the sound of metal striking flesh and Eith give off a small whine.  Turning around, the noblewoman saw the dagger had been meant for her - and it was surely a real dagger.

Between being frustrated about the woman's motives and hearing that [i]yip[/i] of pain and the general frustration with the entire week mounting all together the German Woman's face suddenly became dark as she raised her grimore up once more.  The cloud would suddenly crackle with a roaring thunder as a few bolts of lightning would converge onto the woman's point, lighting up the night sky with their pale glow.

The gust cantrip was prepared in the case that the woman teleported nearby and tried to jump him or Eith, which was how she would probably avoid the lightning.

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Fia largely ignored the creepy dolls that Kathrine kept around, secretly a little happy the woman was too busy and wasn't coming by any time soon.  The phoenix accepted Livia's reassurance and head ruffles as much as possible and soon the two were out in the yard.

The crimson haired girl nodded as the instructions were given out, reaching into herself like before and expecting the pain to suddenly well up - but it wasn't there.  Now that she knew what to do, it was surprisingly easy.  Closing her eyes for a second, the girl focused on her open hand and pulled on a bit of her strength from within and trying to bring it into the world.

[color=salmon]"Ah-ah-ah!"[/color]  A small bonfire launched into the night sky as the girl flailed her hand around for a moment and jumped back instinctually, the flame blasting into her face causing no harm aside from disheveling her hair in a rather erratic manner.  [color=salmon][i]So much for being upset about Livia pats.[/i][/color]  The girl forced herself to close her hand around the warmth and cut off the source of her power.  Strands of hair seemed to flick out in various directions as if she had been tossed to the ground multiple times by a spontaneous hurricane, and the edges of her nightgown were slightly charred from being nearby the intense heat.

Had ... had that really been too much?  Looking up at Livia a little nervously and with a face flushed with embarrassment, the girl tried again.  [color=salmon]"... s-sorry ..."[/color]  Of course Livia would want her to try again, and this time the girl imagined creating a small candlelight and forced herself to reach for a small, seemingly minute amount of power within.  Opening her eyes again, a fire somewhere between what would be seen with a candle and a torch flickered within her hand.  The crimson haired girl looked at Livia with pride, hoping this is what the headmistress had been looking for as she looked between her work and the woman.